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If you're watching this,

I want everyone within the sound of my voice,

if what you're looking for is a blessing,

I'm gonna pray with you.

I'm gonna pray with you right now.

What I want you to do is

I want you to place your hand there on the TV screen.

Just place it right up on the screen.

And it's gonna be like I'm in the room with you

and we're gonna say a prayer today.

Heavenly Father,

we come to you today,

your humble servants,

and we ask you to pour out a blessing.

Pour out a blessing among us, O Lord.

Keep us.

Keep us near your heart.

Keep us close, God,

and protect us through all that should trouble us.

In Jesus' name.

Amen.

Hmm.

Did you feel it?

Did you feel it?

That's the blessing.

That's the blessing.

In October of 1967,

Roger Patterson and Bob Gimlin were riding horses

when they spotted a bipedal figure

on the opposite side of a river in Northern California.

Patterson recorded a strip of film

that became so world renowned,

anyone can identify the grainy, sepia toned footage of Bigfoot

turning to glance at the humans filming across the divide.

Or consider the so-called surgeon's photograph.

In it, a silhouetted creature's neck emerges

out of the shimmering, rippling waters of Loch Ness.

Did Patterson film a real Bigfoot,

or did he film Bob Gimlin in a hairy costume?

Did the London gynecologist snap a picture

of a prehistoric beast in a Scottish lake?

Or did he take a blurry picture of a toy submarine?

Half a century later,

why aren't we capturing endless footage

of the Loch Ness Monster?

Or Bigfoot?

Have we entered an age where people look at images

and are incapable of seeing the monsters within?

Are all monsters a hoax...

or is it possible

the monsters that haunt the 21st century

hide in plain sight?

Now consider Larkin, Texas,

and the question of how it's possible

an entire town was preyed upon for years in broad daylight,

and yet, even when presented with proof,

some survivors of the horrors of Larkin

did not believe what happened to them.

And at the center of all of it was my family.

My parents,

my brother...

even myself.

Show the residents of Larkin the Patterson-Gimlin film,

and they can point to Bigfoot.

Show them the surgeon's photograph,

and they can identify Nessie with no hesitation.

But show them video taken before,

during, and after the Larkin incidents,

and they cannot see the monster in front of their faces.

But just because some can't see the monster...

doesn't mean he was never there.

- operator: -

operator:

operator:

operator:

Uh...

Hey, can you come home?

I need your help.

Hey, I'm not doing the thing coming home and helping you

every time you need something fixed.

I know you're not gonna believe me,

but this isn't about that.

Okay, then what is it?

Uh, look, if you're not gonna come home,

I just, um...

I need you to do one thing

and just record this call.

I'm gonna show you a video,

and I need you to tell me what you see,

and if you don't record it,

no one's gonna believe you either.

Um, no.

I'm not doing this Man Finds Tapestuff with you.

- I'm not participating in it. - This is not about that.

Something is happening here in Larkin.

Someone died, for real,

and I just...

Every time I watch this video...

...it's like when you're driving a car late at night

and you don't remember making half the turns,

but you make it home anyways.

Well, don't drive when you're tired.

-I don't mean literally. -Or messed up.

- Okay. - You and Wendy could've died.

We were not fucked up, okay? That was the fucking car.

How am I supposed to believe anything that you say?

I swear on Mom and Dad's graves.

I'm not lying, okay? I just...

I need you to please give me a shot.

- I swear to you. - Fine.

Thank you. Thank you. Okay.

I'm thinking that this is gonna be different for you

because you are not in Larkin.

- Are you recording? - Yes

Lucas, why are you showing me this?

Lucas, what is this video?

Lucas, what... what is this?

Why am I watching this?

I'm gonna hang up.

Hey, I'm sorry that I hung up.

I just...

Okay.

I don't... I don't like this at all.

I don't like being on this side.

My brother Lucas is a complicated person.

He shot to viral fame due to creepy videos he released

that went on to be known as the Man Finds Tape series.

So, my parents have this...

creepy, old barn

on their property...

Oh, whoa.

But, um...

...whenever it storms,

I have to come back here

and...

flip the breaker.

And I did.

But this time...

out of the corner of my eye...

I see...

this.

That is me. Why... Why is this here?

What is this doing up here?

Am I supposed to find this? Was this put there for me, or...

is this hidden intentionally?

Did they think I was never gonna find it? I...

Why is there...

a tape... with my name on it?

My parents, they got a bunch of old camera stuff,

and, um...

I think they might have something

that I can watch this on.

I don't know if I even wanna watch this.

That's me, you know, that kid... that kid is me.

And that house, that is this house, uh-huh,

but I have no... no fucking memory

of any of this shit ever happening, okay?

I... I...

Who the fuck is filming that? Because it certainly isn't me.

While some assumed Lucas hired an actor

or some friend's kid to help him go viral,

I knew the truth.

The boy in the video was Lucas,

and it was filmed over a decade earlier

when we were children.

Okay, so I heard those noises again last night.

Um... so I'm out here... investigating.

Over the course of several months,

the Man Finds Tape series

became an unlikely social media sensation,

gaining over a million followers,

all obsessed with what was happening to Lucas.

So, some of y'all still think

that this is just some elaborate prank.

Trust me, I am not that smart.

These tapes are capable

of recording for about 63 minutes.

Now the intruder footage is, like, a minute,

maybe two minutes long.

The bookends of the tape, that is the hour after it stops,

the minute before it starts, has all been erased.

I'm gonna make a copy,

I'm gonna send this to an expert,

see what else I can find out.

As Lucas' story evolved,

he drew more followers and more skeptics,

which led him to search for proof,

debate his own fans, and spiral deeper into darkness.

"You don't look scared. That's just a doctor."

You think a doctor is gonna film

him walking through your house at night

without your parents present, asleep in bed?

I really wish there were more tapes.

That would actually shed so much light on this

because then I could figure out exactly like...

There's a pattern. There's more people in this.

Is it just me? Am I alone,

or is this guy doing it to everyone?

Who is this? What's the motive?

While this engaged his audience,

I'd seen this obsessive behavior before

when we were growing up.

"Have you ever considered that you're a little, uh,

effing B?"

Yeah, actually way more than you'd really think.

I kind of just lay awake in bed and I'm like, "Oh, my God,

am I an effing B?"

"Do you have a sister, is she hot?"

"Is your address..."

So, you guys probably know

that I haven't really been sleeping

a whole lot since I first watched the tape.

Um...

Uh, I just can't.

Uh, it's like my body won't... won't let me.

But I finally... I... I...

I finally fell asleep the other night.

Do you know what happened to me?

I dreamed about the man in the tape.

And I'm looking right at him.

And all I can see is a man in a suit

with this black, endless spiral where his face should be,

and then I hear...

So, he also sent a note.

"There is nothing wrong with this tape."

"Stop looking."

"Do not contact me again."

After that, Lucas didn't post any updates

for well over a month.

No videos, no tweets, no Reddit posts.

He dropped off the radar.

His silence made his fans look elsewhere

to keep the mystery alive.

Cute.

Okay, so the cloud cover

is actually really good right now.

We're gonna have you...

I'm gonna have you actually start

at the top of the stairs,

and then as soon as you come down...

Lucas' fan: Yo, is it... Are you her?

Are you... Oh, shit! It is Lucas Page's sister.

Do you know who she is?

She grew up in a fucking haunted house,

and now her brother is missing.

My brother is actually a pathological liar.

My house was not haunted.

- Lucas' fan: Can I get a... - Please stop.

I was pulled into Lucas's story,

becoming an unintentional character

for his fans to dissect.

People harassed me at work and online,

demanding to know more about our family,

if there were more tapes,

and if Lucas was even still alive.

Hey, Lynn, look...

It's important that you stay close to family,

to community.

Sure, there's this great, big world out there,

and it's... it's fun to learn and to explore,

but you can't forget where you came from,

who you came from, and where you belong.

You can't forget your roots.

Job said,

"A mother will forget him."

"The worm feeds sweetly

until he is no longer remembered...

and wickedness will be broken like a tree."

Think about those words.

What does that mean to you?

You see this? Right here.

Okay?

Now...

watch this.

Right there.

Do you see that?

That's a pin.

That's the same pin.

This marked the return of Man Finds Tape,

with Lucas drawing connections

to Reverend Endicott Carr's The Salvation Hour.

Well, howdy.

I'm the Reverend Endicott Carr,

and you're watching The Salvation Hour.

God has an important message for you and your life.

"They are not of the world just as I am not of the world."

We live in a world that moves constantly,

all around us,

but we don't have to be of the world,

and what does Jesus mean when he says that?

Lucas found a villain to keep his followers engaged,

baiting his audience to find hidden messages

in episodes of the Larkin public-access show.

Now when he returns,

we may not know the time or place,

but I'll return right here next week

on The Salvation Hour.

However, Lucas conveniently withheld

the fact that the only reason he had this trove of footage

was because our parents were the ones paid

to film the show.

How will they know how to reach me

if I don't say the number?

Mr. Page: Uh, I can throw it on the screen.

- You can do that? - Mr. Page: Movie magic.

Mrs. Page: It's the easy part.

What's the hard part?

Mrs. Page: Making them watch a TV show

without, uh, falling asleep.

The word of God isn't boring.

Mrs. Page: No, I know. Uh, I was just joking.

Um...

So, yeah, you just, uh, worry about your message, right?

And, um...

let us worry about how it gets out there, and...

we're doing this commercial.

You ready for a take?

Mr. Page: Yeah. Look. Everything's good.

What's wrong?

For years, our parents ran Page Video...

a modestly successful business

that made them the go-to couple for everything,

from shooting local commercials to installing security cameras.

When they decided to start a family,

they moved away from the city,

bought an old farm in Larkin, and soon after had us.

And they passed their love for all things video

onto my brother and I.

- I'm Lucas Page. - And I'm Lynn Page,

and this is a Page Family News.

- We have breaking news. - Dad caught farting.

They led a simple, beautiful life

until a mysterious illness appeared first in our mother

and then our father.

Within six months, they were both gone.

Shortly after their deaths,

I moved away,

leaving Lucas behind in Larkin.

Man Finds Tape launched Lucas from a complete nobody

living in the middle of nowhere

to somebody fielding multiple offers from producers

to adapt his story into a feature film.

Larkin, Texas might be a small town,

but even small towns have the internet.

And as soon as Endicott was made aware

of what Lucas was up to,

he put a stop to it the old-fashioned way.

I have something I have to say.

I would like to retract statements I made

in videos uploaded between December 18th, 2022,

and January 8th, 2023.

I claimed Reverend Endicott Carr entered my bedroom

and secretly filmed me as a child.

This is not true.

I have no proof of this,

I never sent any tapes to any experts,

and any statements to that effect

were made for entertainment purposes

and without malicious intent to lie or defame

the character of Endicott Carr.

The error was the unfortunate result

of my attempt to conflate

real but completely unrelated pieces of footage,

and, in doing so, drawing a conclusion

that defamed an innocent man.

I completely retract the false information

and apologize for my mistake.

I'm sorry and I hope you will forgive me

for this lapse in judgment.

All right.

I have not heard from you, so I am...

on my way home.

Um...

I'm about five hours away, but I...

Well, we'll just talk when I get there.

But, I just...[inhales sharply]

Leave the door unlocked.

I don't know if my key still works.

Okay. Bye.

Mrs. Page: ♪ I once knew A sad, sad husband ♪

♪ He had a very bad day ♪

♪ The worst thing In the world... ♪

I lost two...

♪ ...Has happened to him... ♪

I'm singing, do you mind?

No, go ahead.

Two hours, just...

You know, when it's daylight savings night--

day time, and you feel horrible because you lose one hour?

- Well, I lost two. - Mrs. Page: You lost two hours?

Plus the three hours of sleep I didn't get.

Mrs. Page: Mm-hmm.

You okay?

I'm so sorry.

You want me to break some dishes or something?

I want you to learn how to transcode.

Mrs. Page: Fuck no.

Okay, so I've got new footage to show you,

but I'm gonna need your help

because whenever I watch it,

it does something to me.

I went to film Endicott myself,

but now I can't remember what happened.

I think I've determined the sections of this video

that's giving me blackouts,

and I'm gonna keep watching it until I can understand it.

Okay.

Neighbors, I'll tell you this.

As the devil works,

so shall the one true God.

congregation: Amen.

As the demons are working, so are the angels,

and, friends, I believe, as in the time of the Bible,

that there will be a visitation of man by the angels.

God speaks through us in ways that we cannot understand,

and, my friends...

we know our duty...

for as the Shepherd calls...

congregation: The flock shall hear his voice.

I say again, hallelujah, for when the Shepherd call...

Shepherd calls...

congregation: The flock shall hear his voice.

Neighbors, I'll tell you this.

As the devil works,

so shall the one true God.

congregation: Amen.

Say again, hallelujah, for when the Shepherd call...

Say again, hallelujah, for when the Shepherd call...

Say again, hallelujah, for when the Shepherd call...

Call...

Hey.

Lucas, I'm here.

Lucas. Hey, Lucas!

Wake up!

Wake up. Look at me. Look at me.

It's hard to think

about what might have happened to Lucas

if I hadn't shown up when I did.

He'd spent months at a low point

after Man Finds Tape imploded and his 15 minutes were up.

He didn't remember showing me the van footage.

He didn't even remember asking me to come to Larkin.

Slowly, and with my repeated reminders,

he started to remember what was happening,

and then he was right back to filming.

Fuck. I hate this house.

Yo, don't be hating on our fucking house.

This was never supposed to be our house.

Mom and Dad said...

Whenever they leave,

that we just need to...

Is this all some part

of this creepy pasta thing that you're doing?

Because I swear to God if it is,

- I'm gonna get in my car. -I swear...

- I'm gonna go. - ...on Mom and Dad's graves.

Lucas, you have gotta stop doing that.

They are not some get out of jail free card

for you.

Most of it was bullshit, okay?

I admitted that.

I owned up to that. But the first tape,

- where it all started that... - Okay. Nope.

- See that's where... - ...shit's real. I'm serious.

I'm not... No, come on, dude.

Please, listen.

Listen, stop, stop, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

-Going. - I'm sorry, please,

Lynn. For fuck's sake, I am...

You're so lucky it's raining.

I am sorry.

For everything.

Literally everything, okay?

I know that people do not trust me right now.

I have lost that right.

Especially with you.

And I admit that, I... I accept that.

But something is happening here in Larkin,

and I need your help.

I cannot do this without you.

Look, we both know I was never

gonna be the one to live up to anyone's expectations.

All right? That's you.

I tried.

Okay?

I tried.

But I can't. I can't.

I'm like a fuck-up.

I am a major fuck-up,

and I've always been one, and I always will be.

You fucking know that.

And honestly...

I think it's just something in my brain that just

- doesn't really click. - No.

We later sent our footage

to a real forensic digital analyst,

the kind that determines if a piece of media

is at risk of triggering people with photosensitive epilepsy.

The results came back normal.

On a purely visual level,

there was nothing remarkable about the video

to explain what happened to Lucas

when he recorded himself watching the sermon.

So we consulted an audiologist.

There was a frequency found, but it was so low

it would have been inaudible to human ears.

The audiologist stated

that even if the frequency were audible,

they didn't believe it was medically possible

for an image or sound to induce a catatonic state

or temporary amnesia.

So this is another tape that you shot that you can't...

- Becau... -That's correct.

I, uh, I just need you to tell me what you see.

I say again, hallelujah,

for when the shepherd call...

Okay, so they're all bowing

just like you did.

No, wait, this guy's moving.

Wait, what... what guy?

What does he look like?

I mean, I've never seen this guy.

But he's got a long coat and he's carrying a weird bag.

Like a...

like a brown... like a brown satchel?

Like, uh, this right here?

I mean, kind of, but this looks old

and it's more rounded

- at the top. -Yeah, okay.

Okay, so Wendy has seen this guy.

This guy comes into Boon's Barbecue.

He... he just sits there. He doesn't order anything.

He doesn't eat, just...

Okay. Okay, you go to Wendy.

You talk to her, see what you can find out.

I'm gonna go see if Boon knows anything about this guy.

Okay. Well, do you wanna come with?

As it turns out,

Lucas was not the only unreliable narrator

in this story.

Am I, like...

- Okay. -

Gotcha, yeah.

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

Um, like, before all this?

- - Okay.

I was Reverend Endicott's surrogate.

I guess it was never really,

like... official,

but I was kinda Lucas's girlfriend.

I mean, I lived in Larkin.

There's not, like, a whole lot for you to,

like, be, you know?

You know what it's like.

I am Winston Boon.

I own the best damn barbecue joint

in Larkin, Texas.

It's also the only barbecue joint

in Larkin, Texas.

Uh, Joelle Cantor.

Born and raised, Larkin, Texas.

A proud mom of three.

My name is Abigail Webber.

And I'm Vernette Webber.

- We're the only twins... - We're the only twins

- in Larkin, Texas. - ...in Larkin, Texas.

Hell, Charlie... Uh, yeah.

It was a real shame what happened to him.

If Sheriff Hoyt weren't such a wet fart of a cop,

he'd have caught the guy by now.

And I'll tell you, I'm allowed to say that

because he's one of my oldest friends.

He's also one of my best customers,

so maybe I shouldn't call him a wet fart.

No, he's a wet fart. He knows it.

We were in church, must have been.

I know now that I was there,

uh... because you've told me and you've showed me.

I mean, you've tried to show me.

I can't really, like, see... the whole thing,

but... Yeah, I was there.

This is Main Street.

And, uh...

from the angle of the camera, it looks like, uh...

Seeing me and my sister walking down the street.

Judging by our hats, it was a Sunday.

Yeah, this is me.

Looks like I'm walking with our youngest.

But that stroller...

Well, that must have...

Yeah, there's me. I'm...

I think I'm, like, carrying groceries or something.

This is from in front of, uh...

in front of Daryl's Groce...

Did that answer your question?

I'm sorry. What were we, uh, talking about?

Them Webber sisters, they sure got some big ass hats.

- No. - No.

Yeah.

Yeah. Charles Danforth dies,

and none of us do a damn thing about it.

The Danforth footage came from a security camera

our parents were hired to install

at Daryl's Groceries over a decade ago.

Daryl thought he was having problems with the camera,

so he asked Lucas to take a look.

But the problem wasn't with the footage.

It was with the people watching it.

And the Danforth footage was not even the first evidence

that something was wrong in Larkin.

Okay. Do it.

- No, no, no. -No, do it.

- Do it. No, no, no. - You can't record me doing it.

-It's too good to not... - No.

- ...preserve forever. - People are...

gonna think I'm making fun of...

No. Nobody's gonna think you're making fun.

- No one cares. - Oh, my God.

-Just do it. - Don't post it.

Okay, I won't. I promise.

Okay, hold on. I have to get... get in character.

If you're over the age...

- - Stop...

You can't.

If you're over the age of 65,

you might be noticing some changes to your body.

- - Hold on.

It should...

Sir, this is a serious matter.

-Oh, I'm so sorry. - I'm trying to inform

- the public. -Absolutely.

If you're over the age of 65,

- you may have what I have. -

If you're seeing changes in your body,

you may have elderly, type-two, late-onset puberty.

-Oh, my God. - Now, if you're noticing

these changes, then I hope that you will join me,

Wilford Brimley...

Wilford Brimley...

...in learning about the changes to your body.

I've had enough of this.

You know, I think Wilford Brimley

is gonna be very upset when he sees this.

He's not going to see it.

Oh, my God. Hey, hey! Are you okay?

-Huh? Wha... -What the hell?

What happened?

-Oh, my God. -Hey.

- You're bleeding. -I am?

Yeah, you're bleeding. Are you okay?

- Oh, my God. -Are you okay?

- I don't know. -Hey, hey. Hey.

- Where are we? -What happened?

- -Hey, hold on.

Stop, stop. Let me just...

- Here, let me just... - Oh, my God.

It's so scary, like, having no control. I...

I just didn't...

We're all a culmination of our choices, I think.

And, you know, the good ones and the bad ones.

And I...

have made some bad ones.

But those were mine, they were my choices.

Well, he took that. He took all of our choices.

I think it's a fucking miracle

that more of us didn't end up like Charlie Danforth.

- - So, how is that going?

Oh, it's fine.

Aside from feeling like the actual... Titanic,

the whole surrogacy thing is really not a bad gig,

especially compared to the hundreds of other gigs

- that I've had in Larkin. - Hmm.

And, you know,

not all of us got the luxury of being able to leave, so...

- Yeah. - Mm.

Speaking of plans changing, I have to show you this.

I found this while I was unpacking.

It is too good.

Lucas, you are also gonna love this.

Look at that.

- Oh, my God. -Can you believe that?

I know.

I think that was science class.

Oh, my God, and look at the... the Mash game.

- Hmm. - Oh, my God.

You were gonna be an artist,

drive a motorcycle, have 12 kids...

Way too many.

Make 200 a year.

You were gonna be married to R. Patz.

- - And you were gonna

- live in Austin. -Jesus.

- - Well, at least I got

one of those right.

You're married to R. Patz?

Shut up.

Uh, can I show you something?

I also wanted to know, is... uh...

Has Lucas been weird lately?

Weird? Lucas?

The most normal human boy on the planet?

Like, is he partying a lot?

No, not really. I mean, since I've slowed down,

he kind of has, too...

At least that I know of.

Yeah.

Uh, if you could just watch this

and tell me if you notice anything.

If you're over the age...

Stop. You can't...

You know, I think...

...Wilford Brimley is gonna be very upset

- when he sees this. -

He's not gonna see it.

Wendy?

Wendy?

What is going on?

Wendy?

Wendy?

Have you noticed a weird guy around town?

He's got a long coat, and he's carrying

- this bag that's like... - Oh, yeah, like...

- ...beat up... - ...some old ass like satchel?

-Yes! - Like a weird 1920's doctor?

Yes, we saw him...

Um, where did we s... Oh, we saw him at Boon's.

It was so weird. He was just, like,

sitting there, like, staring at Boon,

didn't order anything. Why? Who is he?

Well, we think he has something to do with...

-Hey. -Hey.

Am I interrupting anything?

-Thanks. - How you feeling?

Oh, better today, thanks.

Is that Miss Lynn Page I see?

- The one and only. -Hi, Mr. Carr.

It's been a while.

Heard you became a filmmaker. You making a movie?

Hope it's better than your brother's last one.

I don't know what I'm doing, to be honest.

They know we only have so much attention

that can be paid

to the world around us.

They are banking on that attention

being spread thin.

They are banking on it!

They want your heart and your eyes

and your mind focused on whatever loud and shiny

and lascivious thing keeps your attention away

from what really matters!

They are the hand...

that distracts you

during the magic trick.

I know he ordered his brisket fatty,

so it couldn't be all bad, right?

Reverend Carr was a great man.

Absolute shame what happened to him.

Absolute shame.

He's the only thing that kept faith alive in this town.

The only thing.

If you are righteous, what do you give to Him?

What does He receive from you?

I want each and every one of you to ask yourself that question,

"What do I give to Him?"

"Do I give all of myself?"

"Is there something more I could give?"

Everybody in Larkin

had a relationship with Endicott,

like it or not. After the accident,

after we, like, almost died,

this was also...

pretty soon after my mom passed.

And, um...

When she was sick,

I drove her to church every Sunday.

Yeah, the Sunday after the accident...

it wasn't...

it wasn't like a come to Jesus or anything,

but I just thought...

the routine might be nice, so I... got in my car.

It was like muscle memory. I just drove there, and...

it's like he knew.

That's when he...

pulled me aside and...

asked me to be his surrogate.

I wish I could say that I thought about it...

...really hard...

that I... ...you know,

did my research or...

prayed, I don't know...

but I didn't.

He knew that... I would say yes.

He knew that I needed it.

He got really spooked. He was paranoid,

like, he thought something bad was gonna happen to me.

I don't know, like, die in childbirth

for a kid that wasn't even mine.

He did really care about me, and...

I appreciate that

Our God comes and will not be silent.

A fire devours before Him, and around Him a tempest rages.

He summons the heavens above and the Earth,

that He may judge as me.

Gather to me this consecrated people

who made a covenant with me by sacrifice,

and the heavens proclaim His righteousness,

for He is a God of justice.

-Hey, you speeding? -Yeah.

- What... what's going on? -Hey.

- Hey. What? -I had to do something.

I need you guys not to freak out.

Look, I'm not making this up.

I'm not fucking crazy, okay?

I need you to believe me.

- Okay? You believe me, right? -Yeah, of course.

Of course we do.

You're gonna want to film this.

Wait. Lucas.

Go look at his neck.

Look at Boon's neck. Look, I came in here,

and he's just fucking rooting around

with a knife in there, and...

and I take this fucking sack, and I just put it over his head,

and the guy fucking drops... ...like that.

Lucas, what the fuck is that?

I don't fucking know, man.

But all this is fucking real.

Why don't you just call the cops?

We need to call somebody.

What the fuck am I gonna tell them?

-I mean, tell them... -There's this fucking

magic sack...

- ...on this guy's head? -

No, stop, stop.

Shit.

The Stranger:

No fucking way, dude.

You're a fucking murderer.

You see this?

You see this?

I got everything.

You are so fucked.

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

Who are you talking about?

Oh, not again.

What's happening to them?

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

No! I'm... I'm calling the cops.

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

Oh, you better fucking help!

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

What the fuck is that?

You okay?

Boon.

Where's he going?

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

Are those in them too?

The Stranger:

Well, can you fix them?

The Stranger:

I wouldn't say I trusted him.

I would say that I... believed him.

I would say that I...

believed that he knew what he was doing

and what he was talking about.

Well, Boon would have died. He would have bled to death,

and it would have been my fault. I...

...because I had no idea what the fuck was going on,

but he knew.

He knew how to do things that weren't possible.

Is this a problem?

The cameras are the reason I'm here in the first place.

Sit.

Okay. Can you at least tell us

what you're doing?

Cutting the connection between him and the feeder.

Okay, you keep saying feeder.

What is the feeder?

It's called the feeder

because he's the one who's been feeding on every man,

woman, and child in Larkin.

You got hitchhikers inside you.

And when he gets thirsty...

your hitchhiker

is the straw he uses...

...to drink you.

So, why aren't you helping us?

I'm helping myself.

The Stranger:

Oh. Oh, what is that?

Uh, can you please not kill me?

The Stranger:

Oh, God!

- The Stranger: -

-Whoa! -What the fuck?

Oh!

Oh, my God!

Holy shit!

Oh, my God. Wait. Those are all...

Yes.

Fuck!

Oh! Oh, my God.

Wait. What are you doing?

- Hey! -Hey. You have to...

- -

- -What are you doing?

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

No, it's... it's Endicott Carr's.

I'm his surrogate.

What the fuck?

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

What?

- Talk to us. What? - The Stranger:

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

So, that was the first time that I really felt him

kind of like...

like, inside me, like, controlling me.

But I swear it was not me doing that.

Wendy!

The Stranger:

- What the fuck is that? - The Stranger:

- What the fuck is that? - creature:

Hey.

The Stranger:

Wendy, no. Come back.

Wendy. Don't... Stay... Fuck.

- creature: -Hey!

Fuck!

- -No! Lucas!

Well, all I really... remember is,

like, I think I was just kind of on autopilot.

I just, like, went home and...

you know, ended up back in my apartment.

I... I don't remember making the choice.

Wendy? No, come back. Wendy, don't.

- creature: -Hey!

What the fuck?

We were only able to theorize why things happened

after we discovered the depths

of Endicott's paranoia and transgressions.

Prior to Wendy's surrogacy,

Endicott's feedings must have taken

place in the middle of the night,

allowing him to prey undetected for decades.

When Endicott decided he wanted an heir to his legacy,

he began draining Larkin's life force

into the bodies of himself and his child

in Wendy's womb.

As for The Stranger,

we initially thought he was here to save us.

But now know his plan all along was to infect himself

with Endicott's power

and use it in ways even the Reverend never dared.

You have no idea what it's like

to not only know that he's inside your head,

but also, like...

I fucking hate him.

He knew that he could just do whatever... he wanted,

because that's what he'd been doing our entire lives, and...

he preyed on me.

And despite that decree, that all fealty

and all worship should be paid to Darius...

Daniel defied that decree.

No.

I just remember waking up...

tied to that chair.

The Stranger:

- Oh, my... - Don't scream.

Don't... scream.

I am gonna hurt you.

Because it has to be real.

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

I'm doing this for your own good.

He kept praying.

His faith...

-Wendy! - The Stranger:

Just...

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

Go. Right there. Stop.

-Okay. Is this too far? -Great.

She's not here.

- Come. -Okay.

Oh, Reverend, I want a lot more than a town.

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

Pick up that motherfucking camera!

The Stranger:

The Stranger:

Stop!

Where is this?

What? What? What the... What the fuck?

Hey!

Hey, stop!

Oh, my God!

creature:

operator:

operator:

...he disappeared.

operator: Ma'am, is the assailant still with you?

No, he went... he went into the wall.

operator:

operator: And the person who was stabbed,

- are they conscious? -Yes, they are.

operator: And the Reverend?

operator:

operator: A unit is on its way. Can you describe the suspect?

He's... six foot tall.

operator:

Wendy, and then my brother Lucas.

Everyone else is gone.

Oh, fuck.

And I saw an angel standing in the sun,

cried in a loud voice

to all the birds flying in mid-air,

"Come,

gather together for the great supper of God,

so that you may eat the flesh of kings, generals,

the mighty,

of horses and their riders,

and the flesh of all people free and slave,

great and small."

Then I saw the beast

and the kings of the earth,

and their armies gathered together

to wage war against the rider on the horse and his army.

But the beast was captured, and with it the false prophet

who performed the signs on its behalf.

And with these signs he had deluded those

who had received the mark of the beast

and worshipped its image.

The two of them were thrown alive

into the fiery lake

of burning sulfur.

Lucas took me to the hospital, but...

the doctors didn't even really see me.

'Cause, like...

there was nothing,

like, the wounds had healed. You know,

like there was nothing really... clearly wrong.

Um, you still think they'd want to know more information.

I mean...

We gave Sheriff Hoyt a copy

of the footage from that night.

The Stranger slitting Wendy's throat.

The Stranger crippling Endicott.

Endicott bursting into flames.

Everything.

We never heard back.

He either couldn't see the footage or is in denial.

He wouldn't be the only one.

Despite sending it to a cryptologist,

we still haven't been able to translate the book.

And that left us with the sack.

We'd seen him use it.

We knew what it could do.

- -

Whatever The Stranger did to give it power seems

to have faded along with him.

And without being able to read The Stranger's book,

it was useless in our hands.

We still have no idea

what happened to The Stranger,

where he went,

how he traveled the way he did,

or what he's capable of.

It's as if he didn't mind

leaving behind several locks,

knowing full well we didn't have the keys.

We never saw The Stranger again.

When something like this happens to you, like,

you don't trust reality anymore.

So in... in reality, I knew he was dead.

I knew he was gone. Um...

But...

in the moment, like... ...you know, I...

I just freaked out, and, um...

I don't know if it was like a...

like a hallucination

or whatever, but, um, at one point,

it's like he was there.

And of course, after the fact, it's like...

what the fuck was it all for?

I thought I was helping somebody...

and... then everything happened, and then he's dead,

and I'm stuck with this.

Like, I thought the kid

was gonna be some kind of fucking monster, like...

I got, like, one...

good look...

at the baby.

It looked like a pretty perfect little kid.

No.

No.

A baby's a baby.

Doesn't need to be burdened with...

whatever shit his father...

was doing.

Doesn't need that legacy. Deserves a fresh start.

After Endicott died,

all the physical signs of the infection

in Larkin's resident's faded away.

Despite that, some still do not see

what's right in front of their faces.

Uh, Winston Boon here, um...

Probably dead.

I hate... I don't like being here.

I know. Me either.

We're gonna need to get these tapes.

Hey, Lynn, you see this?

Okay.

What?

Holy shit.

I can't help but think of a detail about H.H. Holmes,

one of America's first serial killers.

He was a businessman who had a custom furnace built

in the basement of an apartment building he owned.

It's been reported that

after the residents went to sleep,

Holmes would descend into the basement,

ignite the furnace and sit in front of it,

feeling its all-consuming heat

as the bodies of his victims were incinerated.

People knew about the furnace.

Someone had to build it for him.

Someone had to show him how to use it.

Our parents installed Endicott's cameras,

but like the contractors that built Holmes's furnace,

they didn't know the system's true purpose.

Endicott not only wanted to remember

every moment of preying on his victims...

...but he was brazen enough to think

no one would ever find his archives.

And without the Reverend's vanity...

I'm not sure we ever would have been able

to piece this together.

Lucas and I watched our parents prematurely decline

over our teenage years.

Their minds, memories, and bodies failing them

as an undiagnosable disease took their lives weeks apart.

There's nothing more devastating than losing

the people you love and not understanding why.

But now I believe their proximity to Endicott

is what cost them their lives.

I can't prove why he did it,

but I know it was him.

I'm not ashamed to say I'm happy he lived long enough

to know my family was there when he lost everything.

My brother once told a story

about finding a videotape in our barn.

The truth was he'd found it in an envelope

in our parents' desk.

I believe some part of them knew they were complicit

in Endicott's plans.

Our parents knew they had to get proof,

but Endicott's control kept them

from understanding the part they played

in spreading his influence.

I think we all have an instinct for what's right

and what's wrong in the world.

Lucas' gut instinct led him

to expose the first tape,

just like his gut instinct led him

to believe Endicott was involved.

Where his gut instinct let him down was

in believing he was the most important character

in the story.

That he was the only person Endicott had been targeting.

He wasn't.

I do.

A lie doesn't stop being a lie

just because it leads to the truth.

And, um...

I really don't want to be remembered as a liar.

You know, there are good people in Larkin.

Um, people would have figured it out eventually,

you know, even if I hadn't done what I had done.

I have to believe that the truth

would have come out... regardless.

And people would have believed it.

I needed Lucas after our parents died.

And I resented him

for falling down his own rabbit hole.

If I hadn't answered Lucas,

his story, our story,

would have ended very differently.

But that's the thing with family.

You always risk giving them one last chance.

You always risk hoping

they're going to prove you wrong.

But after uncovering the truth

of what happened to my family,

I'm still haunted by something.

Why was I not affected?

Is it because I left Larkin?

Or are there parts of this story even I'm blind to?

I might never know.

Not all monsters are a hoax.

They just don't look like Bob Gimlin

in a hairy costume.

Or a toy submarine photographed in black and white.

The monsters of the 21st century

feed in broad daylight.

Hello. I'm the Reverend Endicott Carr,

spelled with two T's and two R's.

If you don't know me already,

I hope to know some of you real well, real soon.

If you let me in, of course.